It turns out I am kind of a terrible person. Someone gave me a beautiful old 4x5 film holder a while ago, and I have have lost all clues as to who it might have been. It is too pretty to use for it's intended purpose, but 4x5 film must have been a little bigger way back when, because it just falls out of place anyway. For now it will have to settle for being part of a cheesy, meta-picture including one of the few portraits I've taken that I genuinely like. That's my father in there. You can take a look at the actual picture at my (shamelessly promoted) website.